добрая песня (Dobraya Pesnya)
Ploho
Good Song
People pass by, let them pass sick
Behaving like beasts and looking for a reason for war
You'll paint over the windows, board up the doors
You'll meet old age in your bed
Peephole sealed, phone smashed against the wall
No one can interrupt your deep sleep
You don't need anything, running off to cheat
Another Armageddon, another breach in the system
